Near Bainbridge town, in the county down, one morning last July,
Down a boring green come a sweet Colleen, and she smiled as she passed me by.
She looked so sweet, from her two bare feet, to the sheen of her nut brown hair,
Such a winsome elf, I'm ashamed of meself, for to see I was staring there.
From Bantry Bay,

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